Chasms Yawn

Chasms yawn between your position and mine.

Insurmountable obstacles,

glaciated fortifications loom,

freezing our chances.

If I dare,

I could don ice-grips

and pull a Sir Edmund –

will you meet me on the summit

with an oxygen tank?

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7 comments on “Chasms Yawn

  1. Robert Rife says:

    Inadvertently, you speak of the passive-aggressive political civil war going on in the US right now.

  2. SilverTill says:

    Mountain Tops seem to be all there is on Planet Political, I am ready for some oxygen carring Senators, Congressmen and Presidential admin.

  3. Debbie says:

    I loved the “and pull a Sir Edmund”, Melody! Thanks for your wisdom in poems!

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